Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones
Shyeah
Keep ya eyes open
For them jackers, baby
Its goin down
Even though the laws patrollin
Them jackers get rollin
So they cant out hold it
Cuz I aint about to go down
Even though the laws patrollin
Them jackers get rollin
So they cant out hold it
Cuz I aint about to go down
They see me doin my shiit, thats why they in my miix
Jackers plottin along watchin like Im movin bricks
But I aint move nothin, Im on my grind hustlin
Come at me wrong and my chrome gon give you a concussion
I love to ride fresh, but hate to ride with Tecs
But the way that these jackers roll up, knowin for the best
With diamonds on my neck, bulletproof vest on chest
I got my own laws, Im here to serve and protect
Myself, because they aint finna get me
Im in the club sober as fuck and you wont catch me tipsy
Nigga! Yeah! Im Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones
Even though the laws patrollin
Them jackers get rollin
So they cant out hold it
Cuz I aint about to go down
Even though the laws patrollin
Them jackers get rollin
So they cant out hold it
Cuz I aint about to go down
The way that I pull up, I got the jackers lookin at me
24s and swingers, sold the candy and got me caffie
And I dont give a damn if they rollin
Cuz my top gets folden, the AK Im holdin
Cuz I aint about to go down
Presidential when we ride with the trunk open heat
Clothes tryin to jack playboy
You get three slugs to ya throat and Im fo sho cuz they dont know
Im on a mission to get paid
Tryin to plot or set me up you get ya whole block sprayed
And I aint knockin ya hustle but a hollow head will hurt
In the heat of the moment, lets see if that heat gon buck first
And Im a aim for the worst to make a jacker fall flat
And if I do get jacked, you better believe
Im comin back in all black, CJ
Even though the laws patrollin
Them jackers get rollin
So they cant out hold it
Cuz I aint about to go down
Even though the laws patrollin
Them jackers get rollin
So they cant out hold it
Cuz I aint about to go down
Im down the boulevard flippin, jammin Still Tippin
See them jackers watchin like I aint payin attention
But really, Im lookin at them boys like they silly
Cuz I know their handguns aint gon fuck wit this Milly
Cuz Im a pistol packer for them jackers that try to attack us
No need to call the po po, cuz my fo fo gon be my back up
Act up, if you wanna and I swear youll be a goner
I put it all on my mama, you niggaz dont want no drama
Its Mellow, king of the hill, dont think I aint holdin that steel
When I pull up in that Deville, you crumb niggaz better chill
Im from the streets Im real, I grind hard for the scrill
I major without a deal, gotta keep it hot wheels
Even though the laws patrollin
Them jackers get rollin
So they cant out hold it
Cuz I aint about to go down
Even though the laws patrollin
Them jackers get rollin
So they cant out hold it
Cuz I aint about to go down